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Chapter 1
The Doctor ran towards the TARDIS, loud metallic screams of “exterminate” following behind him. His hand clasped tightly around that of his new companion. His shoes squeaked and slid on the floor as they ran as fast as possible towards the safety of the TARDIS. Pushing open the door, with all off his might he swung his companion in through the door and slammed the door shut behind them leaning against the door breathing heavily.
“And Cut!” The director called out.
Peter and Pearl exited the small blue box their eye’s taking a few moments to adjust to the light after being in the tiny dark space.
“Did I hurt you at all?” Peter asked Pearl gently realising that he hadn’t warned Pearl that he was going to swing her into the TARDIS like that, not that he had known himself he was going to do it, he done it purely on instinct.
“Yea I’m fine mate don’t worry” Pearl answered excitedly.
“good” Peter replied stretching and rubbing at his own arm that he had managed to hurt slightly not that Pearl was heavy she was anything but, but he was getting old now and his body wasn’t as resilient as it once was.
“Alright everyone, listen up. There’s been a change to the weekend rota” Steven Moffat announced causing a few groans from around the crew, they were meant to have this weekend off and after 6 months of filming they really needed it. “Let me finish” Moffat jokingly scolded “There’s been a problem with the location and due to other scheduling issues you get a 4-day weekend”
A loud cheer rang up in the studio as people celebrated having the time off and Peter realised this meant he could go home and see Elaine properly for the first time in nearly a month. He spent the rest of the day planning in his head everything he could do with his wife with his time off.
The next morning, he set off down to London, he decided to drive this time usually he would take the train home but this way he would be able to stop off and pick up a few surprises on the way. He couldn’t wait to be back home in the arms of his wife. He missed her while he was up in Cardiff but understood why she didn’t want to come up with him, she had a life in London and Cecily was in London so he just had to make the most of it. Coming home whenever he could.
Peter pulled up into the drive way of their home, wine and flowers in hand and a pair of new diamond earrings in his jacket pocket. Deciding it would be more of a surprise if she opened the door to find him stood there, Peter knocked the door. Elaine answered in her silk dressing gown, her hair wet and sticking to her head as if she was just out of the shower.
“Peter” She gasped in disbelief her nervous look going completely unnoticed by an excited Peter.
“Surprise! We got an unexpected long weekend off” he announced kissing his wife briefly on the lips while walking into the home. The familiarity of the long hall way decorated with family pictures and even a few of his own paintings de-stressing instantly from the hustle of working on Doctor Who.
“Hunny if that’s the take away I think we left my trousers in the kitchen” came a male voice from up the stairs.
Peter looked towards the stairs in confusion before looking back to his wife waiting for an explanation, the guilty expression on her face made his heart sink.
“It’s not the take away” Peter growled to whoever was upstairs and instantly he heard footsteps start to decent the stairs.
A short man with a balding head, beer gut and a hairy chest wearing nothing but a blue towel around his waist appeared at the bottom of the stairs. He too was wet as if he had just got out of the shower.
“What on earth is going on here?” Peter asked angrily but his eye’s searched his wife’s eyes begging her to tell him that it wasn’t what he thought and this was all a huge misunderstanding.
“I had no idea you were going to be back this weekend Peter I’m so sorry, I didn’t want you to find out like this, I’m sorry” Elaine said her voice thick with emotion, she looked guilty and nervous, her eye’s filling up with tears.
“I’m a huge fan Mr Capaldi huge fan” The man greeted Peter offering out his hand for Peter to shake, a huge smile on his face.
Peter just scowled at him, the man came up to his chin so he easily towered over him. “I don’t quite think that now’s the right time for that do you?” Peter asked through clenched teeth as he tried to reign in his temper, he knew that he would have to remain calm if he was going to get any answers. “Who the hell are you?”
“Bobby Fielding, live across the road” Bobby replied jerking his head in the direction of the front door.
“Why don’t you go back there then while I talk to my wife” Peter instructed him.
“I’ll just go get my-“
“No NOW” Peter uncharacteristically shouted and instantly regretted it as he saw Elaine flinch out of the corner of his eye. Bobby paled also looking terrified and left the house without a backwards glance in waddling across the street in nothing but his towel.
“Peter please let me explain” Elaine begged as Peter began to pace up and down the hallway biting on the pad of his thumb, a habit he always seemed to so when he was nervous or upset.
“Why Elaine? Why? 30 years together. I get my dream job and you shack up with-with him across the road. Just tell me why! Was I not good enough as a husband? Did I ever hurt you in some way? Am I boring you? Was I not good enough in bed for you anymore? What was it Elaine? What did I do that was so wrong?” Peter ranted as he paced getting angrier as he spoke.
“No Peter none of that no, you are the perfect husband always have been, you’ve done nothing” Elaine explained desperately
“Then what?” Peter shouted stopping his pacing to look at Elaine, she had tears streaming down her face and he had to fight himself not to go over to her and brush them all away and pulling her into a hug to protect her but this was her fault this was all on her. He wasn’t even sure if he could bring himself to touch her after she had so obviously just been screwing some other man in their house. What if it had been in their bed? Had he been sleeping in the same place as that half-wit? Had he made love to his wife in the same bed that she shagged her bit on the side? Suddenly Peter felt very sick. He needed air.
“I can’t do this right now” He muttered before running from his house to his car. Only noticing once inside that he still had the bottle of wine in his hand.
He had no idea where he was going to go or what he was going to do but he could see Bobby peering through his curtains across the street so he knew he couldn’t stay here. Noticing the “Victoria wines” sticker on the neck of the wine bottle he knew where he needed to go. He started the car and began to drive using the hands free to call the one person he wanted to see more than anyone right now.
“Hello” The female voice rang through the speaker in the car.
“Jenna? Are you in London I need to talk” Peter asked his voice shaking.